This woman in purple has a very ordinary face, her hair is tied into a cool ponytail, there is no brilliance in her eyes, she is holding a fashion magazine in her hand, and she sits quietly on a chair in the lounge hall of the airport, which is an inconspicuous one among many passengers.
There are too many people at Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, and the passenger flow like this does not know tens of thousands every day, and this woman's eyes do not have the slightest attack, so even masters like Yan Yuanyi, Wu Yunlong, and Liu Mubai are not aware that they are being observed and peeped at.
Seeing Yan Yuanyi and the others casually talking and discussing Wang Chao's situation, it was not until her back disappeared into the crowd that the purple-clothed woman withdrew her gaze and did not get up.
Instead, he casually flipped through the fashion magazine in his hand, and finally turned his gaze to a gossip news.
"Chanel's children director finally finalized a top-tier cosmetics order with the British royal family, and the recent series of kidnappings that plagued the female director, and the rumors of the shooting, do not seem to have any effect on her."
This news is very common, and it simply shows a bust photo of Zhang Tong, a female director, and Zhang Tong in the magazine is beautiful and mature in both temperament and appearance.
"Zhang Tong, Zhang Tong, you also have foresight.
At that time, you can see the potential of my little brother clearly, and make him owe you a favor.
There aren't many people like that. ” Flicking the magazine in her hand, the woman in purple whispered to herself, with a smile on her face that was difficult for anyone to understand, "But the younger brother's hand is getting bigger and bigger, beheading the Situ family, contacting the big circle, and now he is using the GOD assassination group as a springboard to directly reshuffle the forces of the entire Chinese world."
It's good, it's good.
Let's wipe out all enemies, and hopefully after this time, we'll be clean, at least at our wedding, and there won't be any more troublemakers. ” Then she dropped the magazine on the table and stood up.
She is naturally Tang Zichen, the supreme leader of the entire Tang Sect.
Only Tang Zichen's god-like psychological control ability and subtle spirit can hide his gaze and not be sensed by a master at the Bao Dan level.
"God's god, it seems that the first battle has been for a year, but I have always wanted to see the fire lotus again, and see the true face of you, the person who claims to be a god.
It's a pity, if I didn't meet my little brother by chance when I returned to China, and didn't teach him martial arts on a whim, maybe the strongest person in this world is you, but it's a pity, it's a pity, when you meet my little brother, you will know that you are not a god.
In this world, there will be no one who can surpass my little brother in the past, and there will be no one in the future. ” After sighing, Tang Zichen walked and blended into the endless flow of people.
"Life is amazing.
Who knows, the boy I met on a whim was able to really shelter me from the wind and rain, shuffle the whole world for me, and became the destination of my life.
I probably didn't expect such a change. ” Tang Zichen had just blended into the crowd when a thunderclap suddenly sounded from above the gloomy sky, followed by a torrential downpour, and the whole of France seemed to be submerged in a sea of rain.
Boom, boom, boom, torrential rain was pounding violently outside, as if it was about to destroy the whole world.
"Why is it raining so hard in the morning today, so it is difficult to drive.
Visibility is so low, and it seems that looking at this momentum, it is difficult to stop the rain until noon. ” Zhang Tong drove a car through the pouring rain through the streets of Paris, and after entering the Chinese-influenced area of Chinatown, he stopped in front of a building that looked like a gymnasium.
Outside this gymnasium-like building, there is a bright gold-lettered signboard "Wudang Swordsmanship Dojo".
Needless to say, this swordsmanship gym similar to taekwondo and karate dojo style was built by Zhang Tong.
"It's almost summer and the weather is normal.
The storm on the Indonesian side is even more severe, and if it is a little bigger, it will be accompanied by a tsunami, and the power of the sky and the earth will be broken, and no one will feel small when they see it. ” Wang Chao has seen a lot of storms, and when he was in Nanyang, he often practiced boxing on the beach when the tsunami came.
Wind and rain like this are simply drizzling.
"Alright, let's go inside the dojo.
Today, those Chinese associations are going to bring their elites here to meet.
They're already here, and it doesn't seem like it's good to keep them waiting.
Xia Yu snorted and pointed to the various cars parked in the parking lot.
It turned out that Wang Chao and the elders of the Chinese community had made an appointment yesterday, and today they brought all the elites and gathered in this Wudang swordsmanship dojo, and by the way, let themselves select members and discuss a series of things.
Wang Chao nodded and walked into the swordsmanship dojo.
The whole swordsmanship dojo is not very wide, about three hundred square meters, the ground is a hardwood floor, the polishing is relatively rough and not smooth, but when you take off your shoes and go barefoot, you can clearly feel the comfortable feeling of the wood texture in the heart of the footboard.
In the center of the dojo is a black and white Taiji diagram, next to which there is a wooden shelf against the wall, on which is placed a pure steel sword, with openings on both sides, which look green at a glance, and there are fine ice cracks on it.
Wang Chao is also an expert in swords, and it can be seen at a glance that these pure steel swords are all high-grade goods that kill people and let them have bloodletting, and they are definitely not the iron sheets used to perform in those ordinary martial arts halls, let alone the bamboo swords used for training in other kendo halls.
Tai Chi diagrams, weapon racks, and many sword moves hanging on the walls have been diagrams of the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body.
The style of the entire swordsmanship dojo is filled with a very heavy atmosphere.
Outside is the metropolis of Paris, exotic.
And as soon as you enter this swordsmanship hall, it seems to be in the ancient Chinese Great Dao view.
However, at this time, Wang Chao didn't have time to appreciate this, because there were many people sitting cross-legged on the floor of this dojo now.
There are no chairs in the dojo, so you can only sit on the ground, and the wooden floor is very clean, and everyone has to take off their shoes and socks when they come in.
Wash the footboards.
Among the people present, a large part of them were the club bosses that Wang Chao saw yesterday, and some of them were full of energy, sitting still, and calm.
Obviously, these are some of the "elite" characters in the French Chinese community who can fight and kill.
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If any Chinese community wants to be prosperous abroad, it cannot be beaten and killed, and it is absolutely impossible to lack violent means.
And among the violent gangs that fight and kill, there is a lack of one who can shake the scene, and even the most capable master can't.
Similar to the top thugs of the "Double Flower Red Stick" in Hongmen, there are in any club.
This group of people may not be the boss or the leader of the community, but they are undoubtedly the most combative and the most killing.
"Mr.
Wang, although you initiated this meeting.
But today you have made so many of us wait, the pomp and circumstance are too big. ” Just as Wang Chao came in, a young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands in his arms suddenly stood up.
The young man was carrying a two-foot-long green cloth bag in his arms, which was very wide and heavy.
Obviously, Brie bread is a metal type.
As soon as he stood up abruptly and cooperated, Wang Chao felt an extremely fierce aura pressing towards him "Oh" Facing this young man who suddenly stood up and made a gesture, Wang Chao sighed: "You have a knife in your arms, you can shoot." ” Wang Chao spoke very directly and didn't ask anything.
Although he is famous and can cover it, some of the people present today are all first-class gold medal fighters of "Double Flower Red Stick", and they are usually bullish and coaxing, crab-like characters who walk sideways, even if Wang Chao is famous, he suddenly asked them to organize a group and listen to his arrangement, most of them are still unconvinced.
No, as soon as Wang Chao came in, someone immediately provoked him.
Wang Chao also thinks that this is normal, and it is not normal to organize a group of crab-like characters who walk sideways, and it is not normal if there is no provocation.
"Huaqing Gang, Xue Xue, you are more famous than me, but if you want me to listen to you, you have to show your hand and take a look."
As he spoke, the young man of the Huaqing Gang shook off his burden, revealing a knife on a holster, and then the holster was pumped, and the wide knife with the style of killing pigs and removing bones was already in his hand.
This knife is really a pig-killing knife, and its appearance is heavy and heavy.
The sharp tip of the knife seems to have been freshly sharpened.
"The Huaqing Gang's knife skills are first-class, all of which are made by chefs, slaughtering pigs and sheep, slaughtering cattle and horses.
There's a bit of effort, come, let me see, do you have the kung fu to solve the cow."
Wang Chao looked at it and said casually.
Just as he spoke, the young man didn't answer, his toes grabbed the ground and moved forward, a grasp was a foot away, and in an instant, he grabbed the ground five or six times and then arrived in front of Wang Chao, which was a stab.
Wang Chao frowned, and only one finger came out, which flicked directly on the knife body, humming like Hong Zhong Dalu, this young man stood as if the knife was pulled by an iron rod, violently shocked, holding the knife unsteadily, and fell to the ground at once.
Everyone present was shocked.
"With this kind of effort, I'm afraid it's difficult to organize and confront the GOD assassination group."
Wang Chao's ears moved as he spoke.
Ignoring the young man, he looked to the door.
Outside the eaves at the door, it was still pouring rain, but a man wearing a hat could be vaguely seen approaching.
The man with the hat walked out of the rain to the eaves, and there was no water on his body. and he did not look up, and everyone saw his face clearly.
"Who is he, there are people guarding the gate, how did you let this person in" Hearing the sound of footsteps, the Chinese gang bosses and gold medal fighters who were originally sitting in the dojo all looked over.
A big guy asked.
"I'm here to kick the gym."
The man wearing the hat still kept his head down, but made a sound that washed people's hearts.
"In addition to kicking the gym, I'm also here to kill people today."
"This rain, it's raining well.
Kill someone, I can walk without leaving a trace. ” To be continued: